Hair Ball
SPAL: Mummsy was given an underwear challenge from Beth Muscat, over at All Kidding Aside.
HB: And, we’ve decided to help her out. Besides, I love panties. Especially, the crotches. They’re mighty tasty. Don’t you think so?
SPAL: No. I almost died from eating a pair of mummsy’s pantyhose one day when I was a puppy, stupid.
HB: But you have to admit they smell good.
SPAL: Anything mummsy wears smells delicious. Especially after its sat in the hamper for a couple days.
HB: Yup. It marinates all the scents and flavors of her panties. Yum.
SPAL: You’re so stupid, stupid. Anyway, we’ve got questions to answer.
HB: You mean a game? A quiz? (He jumps up and down).
SPAL: Yup. Something like that.
1. What do you call your underwear/undergarments? Do you have any commonly used nicknames for them?
SPAL: Most times, mummsy calls them panties. She has work panties.
HB: Her hump panties.
SPAL: Dress up panties.
HB: Her period panties.
SPAL: You didn’t have to tell that one.
HB grins.
2. Have you ever had that supposedly common dream of being in a crowded place in only your underwear?
HB: I’ve dreamt of hanging out all day in mummsy’s hamper.
SPAL: Me, too.
HB: Mummsy usually dreams of snakes, zombies, and serial killers. Nothing pleasant like a hamper or bed full of panties.
3. What is the worst thing you can think of to make underwear out of?
SPAL: Fur people.
HB: Like bunnies?
SPAL: Or us.
4. If you were a pair of panties what color would you be?
SPAL: I can see mummsy being psychedelic purple. You know, she likes everything psychic.
HB: Yup. With a big purple flower in the middle of her bum that smells like heaven.
5. Have you ever thrown your underwear at a rock star or celebrity? If so, which ones? If not, which ones?
SPAL: She throws her panties at us.
HB: She throws her hump panties at daddy-o. Is he a rock star?
SPAL: No, stupid. A celebrity.
HB: Oh.
6. You’re out of underwear what do you do?
SPAL: Mummsy gets them out of the hamper and washes the crotch.
HB: And, blows them dry.
SPAL: Don’t forget she sprays them down with her Vanilla Brown Sugar spray.
HB: Smells like cookies. I love cookies.
7. Are you old enough to remember Underoos? If so, did you have any? Which ones?
HB: What are Underoos?
SPAL: Treats, stupid.
HB: Stop calling me stupid, you poop-eating-pansy.
8. If you could have any message printed on your underwear, what would it be?
HB: I always hear mummsy tell daddy-o “No va-gunga for you.” That could be her message.
SPAL: You and daddy-o think a like. When’s my next hump? That’s all you two think about besides what’s for dinner.
9. How many bloggers does it take to put panties on a goat?
SPAL: This sounds like one of those trick questions I found in an old math book.
HB: You read math books, too?
SPAL: Yup.
HB: What’s the answer?
SPAL: Beats me. (He shrugs) But I’d like to pass the challenge onto:
Laura @ A Simple Happy Life
Russo and her gang @ Challenging the Gnome
Bob @ Bob's Home Page of Writing
M.J. @ My Pet Blog
Have great day every body while we hang out in mummsy’s hamper.
Sir Poops-A-Lot and Hair Ball
